Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

Chapter 763 How can I pick the melons of Huangtai again?
Bao Yugang and Du Weiguo naturally know that he is also a well-known rich man on Hong Kong Island. Although he is far from reaching his peak, he has already shown his glory.

His identity is far more than just an ordinary rich man, he is also a patriotic businessman, and at the same time, a serious world ship magnate.

Around the 80s, when the charter king business was very close to glory, the maritime transport capacity under his command had even surpassed the two superpowers in the game, the United States and Russia.

At that time, Bao Yugang's world influence was unparalleled, and he was the guest of the Queen of England and the prime ministers of various countries.

Of course, his fleet has just opened, and the shipping business has just started. There are only a few old and dilapidated ships, which are not of scale.

As for the Strait of Malacca, Sumatra Island is indeed a place where pirates have always been rampant, but ships carrying chemical raw materials are rarely robbed.

This thing is not worth much at all, a ton is only a few tens of dollars, and a fully loaded sea ship is worth only a few hundred thousand.

Therefore, pirates usually don't plan to use this kind of sea-going ship. Whether it is asking for a ransom or digesting it by themselves, it is very difficult.

This group of goddamn pirates opened their mouths wide and demanded a ransom of 2000 million U.S. dollars, which is not worth it even with the cargo on board.

Sumatra belongs to the country of a thousand islands. Du Weiguo even wondered if the pirates suddenly hijacked these ships with ulterior motives, and whether someone was behind the scenes!
"Huo Xian, the ship was detained. Has the government of the Thousand Islands responded?"

Du Weiguo tapped the table lightly with his fingers rhythmically, and asked in a deep voice. Mr. Huo's face was gloomy, and he sneered, his tone both contemptuous and indignant:

"Hmph! Don't mention it, the government of the damned Thousand Islands country, the reply is very shameless, the ransom demand put forward by the pirates was relayed by them.

As for the rescue, the excuse they gave was that the pirates were all hiding in the uninhabited jungle of North Sumatra, and they were beyond their reach and powerless. "

I am Nima!What a perfunctory refusal, Du Weiguo's eyes are cold, he is now convinced that this matter is not accidental.

It is even possible that from the beginning to the end, it was simply a drama directed and acted by some people. The reason why the pirates in Malacca have been repeatedly banned and succeeded frequently is that there is no possibility of the country of a thousand islands guarding itself and stealing and enriching itself.

Huo first saw that Du Weiguo was silent, and said after deliberation:
"Little friend, Lao Bao's business has only just opened, and the capital is not high, but he is willing to give 200 million US dollars as a reward, please do it~"

Du Weiguo waved his hand:
"Huo Xian, let me see the Director Zhao of the Bank of China you mentioned first, and then I will study the rescue issue."

"Okay, I'll take you to see him now."

Mr. Huo simply complied. He has been ups and downs for a long time, and he is well-versed in human feelings, so he naturally knows the priorities. That gentleman's call must be above everything else, and the priority is incomparable.

At 10:806 in the morning, the dark clouds cleared, Hong Kong Island, Des Voeux Road, Central, Bank of China Building, Room [-], this is Director Zhao's office.

Director Zhao, whose full name is Zhao Mingwei, is a thin, middle-aged man, about 40 years old, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, dressed in simple, elegant manners.

Zhao Mingwei's position is very interesting. It is called the director of the foreign exchange office. To put it bluntly, he is the person who manages Huaxia's overseas foreign exchange.

Zhao Mingwei is a typical lowly position. According to China's current rank classification, his director is only the 15th rank, a deputy director, while Du Weiguo was already the 13th rank two years ago, a director-level cadre.

According to the rules, he still has to order Du Weiguo to call the leader, hey.

Zhao Mingwei is from Hunan Province. As early as 1955, he was dispatched to Hong Kong Island to work hard. It has been 12 years.

Seeing Du Weiguo, Zhao Mingwei was very affectionate, even a little excited, and hurriedly stretched out his hand:
"Mr. Wesley, hello, hello, I have known you for a long time."

On what mountain, what song to sing, Zhao Mingwei is also clever, with full eyes, so naturally he won't foolishly call for a leader.

Du Weiguo was also very kind, shook hands with him, and said softly, "Hi, Director Zhao, nice to meet you."

Zhao Mingwei looked at Du Weiguo's young and handsome face, his eyes were full of disbelief:

"Mr. Wesley, you look like a movie star. You are radiant. It's unbelievable. You are so famous~~ Hey, please sit down."

Zhao Mingwei knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, and quickly stopped talking with a smirk, and changed the subject. In fact, it is not surprising that he has such emotion, it is indeed out of emotion.

Du Weiguo is currently wearing the same outfit that he used to massacre the city on a rainy night last night.

A black leather safari jacket with a stand-up collar, black slim-fit jeans, and a pair of high-waisted Magnum paratrooper tactical leather boots with the boots tucked into the trousers.

This smart outfit, combined with Du Weiguo's chiseled silhouette, looks unrestrained and heroic.

Now that this is all said, let me add a digression. In recent years, a very underworld wearing method has been popular.

It is to tie the trousers of the skinny jeans into the boots, especially some so-called idols, they like to dress like this, it looks like the legs are very short, so ugly that they explode.

The trousers of the military training uniforms are for the convenience of movement and to prevent scratches. The trousers of the jeans are purely cult, and the typical picture of a tiger is not an anti-dog.

Uh, it’s getting too far, and returning to the topic, Du Weiguo’s face was calm, and he said it for him indifferently:

"Ha, why, don't I look like a notorious, murderous, fearsome evil god?"

Zhao Mingwei waved his hands quickly:
"Mr. Wesley, you are joking. He is the arsenic and my honey. You are the hero of the country. You are a hero. We all understand it in our hearts."

"Ha! I don't dare to be a hero of the country, a hero. Director Zhao is too praised."

Du Weiguo shook his head, let out a haha, sat on the sofa casually, saw the ashtray on the tea table, and lit a cigarette.

Zhao Mingwei's office is not big, with a simple layout, a desk, a filing cabinet, and two small sofas against the wall.

After taking his seat, Zhao Mingwei was busy making tea, but Du Weiguo waved his hand:
"Director Zhao, you're welcome. Huo Xian still has urgent matters to ask me, so he'll wait downstairs. Let's get straight to the point and talk straight."

"Ai ai."

Zhao Mingwei responded embarrassingly, rubbed his hands together awkwardly and sat down, with a slightly embarrassed expression, hesitant to speak.

Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows and asked in as gentle a tone as possible:
"Heh, Director Zhao, you took a lot of time to find me through Huo Xian. You must have something urgent to talk about. Let's stop playing charades and get straight to the point?"

Zhao Weiming bit his lip, as if he had made up his mind, and then nodded heavily:
"Okay, Mr. Wesley, please wait a moment."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Weiming got up and opened the filing cabinet by the wall. There was a pocket safe on the lower floor. He quickly opened it, took out a letter, and handed it to Du Weiguo preciously.

After receiving the pure white envelope with a red strip, Du Weiguo's expression inevitably became solemn, and he swallowed subconsciously.

Opening the envelope, there is only a piece of letter paper inside, with strong fonts, iron hooks and silver paintings, and the content is very short:

Comrade Xiao Du, I know that you have arrived in Hong Kong safely. I am very relieved. I have understood your affairs. I have made you feel wronged~~
In fact, when Du Weiguo saw this appellation, his nose felt sour and his eyes were a little hazy. Comrade Xiao Du was a familiar yet unfamiliar appellation.

In an instant, Du Weiguo was pulled back to Forty-Nine City, the resentment in his heart was almost wiped away, and the blood that had cooled down already boiled again.

After reading it twice, Du Weiguo carefully folded the letter paper slowly and carefully put it away.

(I really dare not write more about the content related to this person. Anyway, the general content is encouragement. Everyone can make up their own minds. The old dog is frightened and has already been blocked.)
Du Weiguo was emotionally agitated, even his eye circles were a little red, he took a few puffs of cigarettes, exhaled the smoke for a long time, then he stabilized himself, and asked in a hoarse voice:

"Director Zhao, tell me, what do you need my help for?"

Zhao Weiming has been paying attention to Du Weiguo's reaction all the time. Seeing the red circles under his eyes at this time, he can't help himself. Knowing that he is devoted to the motherland, a big stone in his heart has fallen to the ground:

"Mr. Wesley, it's like this. Due to the special situation recently, many loans in our bank are overdue, and we can't get them back.

Many factories with strong backgrounds blatantly renege on their debts, even refusing to pay the principal with interest. "

Hearing this, Du Weiguo frowned immediately, a little dumbfounded: "So, Director Zhao, you mean to let me collect the bill for you?"

Zhao Weiming showed embarrassing shame on his face, he helped his glasses frame, glanced at Du Weiguo's face, and explained timidly:
"Mr. Wesley, I'm very sorry, I also know this kind of thing, it is really overqualified for you, and it is degrading.

However, the recent overdue situation of our bank is too serious, so serious that it has affected the normal operation, and the demand for foreign exchange in the north is tight~~”

He was chattering unhappily, and Du Weiguo was somewhat impatient. He crushed out the cigarette butt, raised his eyebrows, like a sword out of its sheath:
"Director Zhao, just tell me directly, how many are overdue? How much is the total amount?"

Zhao Weiming felt a chill all over in an instant, shivered tremblingly, bit the bullet, and stammered:

"Overdue, there are hundreds of overdue transactions, all added up, the total amount has exceeded 5 million Hong Kong dollars."

Tsk! 5 million Hong Kong dollars is indeed a lot. If you convert it, it is already more than 6000 million U.S. dollars. This is an astronomical figure.

You know, at the moment, the total foreign exchange reserves of the entire China are only a few hundred million dollars, is that okay?
Du Weiguo's eyes sharpened, and his tone was suddenly cold:

"5 million! All this money is foreign exchange? Could it be that you used foreign exchange reserves to lend usury?"

Zhao Weiming broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, and hurriedly explained:
"No, no, no, no! Absolutely not, Mr. Wesley, you misunderstood, we are all doing the formal credit business of the bank.

You also know that the current situation is chaotic, and we dare not rush into the financial market. Therefore, we can only rely on short-term and medium-term interest to survive. "

Hearing this, Du Weiguo's face turned pale, but his tone was still cold:

"Since they are all formal credit business, how come you have accumulated hundreds of overdue transactions? Why don't you take the judicial route?"

Zhao Weiming wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and stammered:

"Let's go, let's go, the court, the police station, and the three departments have repeatedly negotiated, and even sent diplomatic notes, but they are all playing football, with little effect~~"

Du Weiguo breathed out a foul breath, and he knew it in his heart, it was so obvious that he was taking advantage of the fire!The current situation in the north is special, beyond the reach of the whip, and powerless, so the Bank of China, which is alone overseas, has become a piece of fat.

Du Weiguo frowned and pondered for a while, then said in a deep voice:

"Hundreds of overdue payments, I can't help you collect them one by one, and pick out the largest, most difficult, and most representative ones."

Zhao Weiming nodded vigorously, got up quickly, picked up a thick file bag from the desk, and a directory:
"Mr. Wesley, I prepared these early in the morning, and I know your time is precious, so I specially selected 6 large overdue transactions.

This is the loan contract and the list of arrears. By the way, our bank is willing to pay a 6% commission. If it is not enough, it is okay~~"

Du Weiguo took the file bag and waved his hand nonchalantly:

"Forget it, you guys are living a miserable life. You don't need commissions or anything. Save some money and support the north side. It's my personal contribution."

"Mr. Wesley, thank you, thank you, you just donated [-] million supplies just now, you are indeed righteous and selfless~~"

Zhao Weiming was so excited that his face was flushed, his eye circles were red, tears were shining, he hurriedly thanked him, and the rainbow fart collapsed like money.

You must know that the collection fee is a common practice that has been used since ancient times, and the 6% commission is not a small amount of money, it has already reached tens of millions.

For ordinary people, this amount of money is an astronomical figure that is unattainable, but for Du Weiguo, it is just a little bit of rain.

He really doesn't care about this small amount of money now. Although the process was not very pleasant in Korea before, the income was unambiguous at all.

The commission that Reina gave was 500 million pounds, plus the 2000 million US dollars stolen from the Freemasonry for capturing the metal controller alive, this is already equivalent to more than 3 million Hong Kong dollars.

Also, Du Weiguo didn't work in vain this time when he was a lame man. He earned 1 million Hong Kong dollars, and then donated 2000 million to the mainland.

What kind of concept is this? It took Du Weiguo only about a week to earn Lei Luo's lifetime net worth.

Therefore, he is really rich and powerful now, and he is not short of money at all. His current net worth can't be squandered in several lifetimes.

Du Weiguo glanced at the list of arrears at the top inadvertently, and immediately regained his energy, raised his thick eyebrows, and said in a teasing tone:
"Huh? This Xin Pogang Yangtze River Plastic Flower Factory owes 3000 million Hong Kong dollars. The creditor is Wu Gangsheng, Director Zhao. Is the owner of this factory surnamed Li?"

Zhao Weiming nodded honestly, with a firm tone, and replied without hesitation:
"That's right, this plastic flower factory belongs to Changjiang Industrial, and the family name is Li Jiacheng."

"Ah!"

Changjiang Industrial, Li Jiacheng, and Du Weiguo sneered, pursed their lips, and rubbed the list in their hands with great interest.

Interesting, it was Li Chaoren, the so-called purest businessman Li Chaoren.

67 was the year he started his business. This summer, a big event was about to happen on Hong Kong Island, and the situation was turbulent.

At that time, Li Chaoren played a special role in it. Afterwards, he also publicly said a famous saying.

Huangtai's melons, how dare you pick them again!
Zhao Weiming was also winky, and his thoughts were clear. He immediately saw that there was something different in Du Weiguo's expression, so he quickly asked a question carefully:
"Mr. Wesley, you, do you have a relationship with Cheung Kong Industry?"

Du Weiguo shook his head, put the list together in the file bag, and handed it back to Zhao Weiming:

"Director Zhao, I have accepted the job of collection from your bank, but I have other urgent matters to deal with now, which may take a few days."

Zhao Weiming put the file bag aside, nodded to express his understanding, and handed a business card to Du Weiguo with both hands, with a humble tone:
"Okay, Mr. Wesley, I'll wait for you. Here are my office and home phone numbers. If you need my cooperation during this period, please feel free to contact me."

At noon, the sun was shining brightly. Du Weiguo drove a brand new, extremely stylish BMW 507, a black convertible sports car, and went directly to Leina's office.

This car is so eye-catching, it's so flamboyant, passers-by all looked sideways, this car is Bao Yugang's personal collection, and it was entrusted to Mr. Huo as a deposit.

This is the only one in Hong Kong Island, and there are six in total in Asia. To be honest, this is the first time that Du Weiguo has driven such a high-profile car.

Du Weiguo's sudden visit made Lei Na somewhat surprised. The scene of the two breaking up in the early hours of this morning is still vivid in her memory.

In particular, Du Weiguo also adopted such a high-profile way of appearance, like a peacock spreading his tail, like a dude who doesn't know much about the world.

When things go wrong, there must be a demon, what kind of moth is this guy going to do?Lena couldn't help but beat a drum in her heart.

(End of this chapter)